Chapter 1090

Lin Jiawang was trapped by Xiao Yan's hands. He couldn't avoid it. Another empty arm bent up and just put it on Xiao Yan's shoulder.

Two people this bump, the strength is not small, shook in succession to loosen their hands.

Originally, Xiao Yan thought that his reliance could at least make Lin Jiawang stumble.

But the other party relieved his strength with his bent arm. Unexpectedly, he only retreated a few steps, and the rebound also made him retreat a few steps.

"Good skill!" Lin Jiawang couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Yan smiled and said, "you're not bad either. Yongchun boxing's Kung Fu is appropriate in attack and defense. You can attack and retreat and defend. It's really not cowardly."

"Baji boxing is not bad. You also integrate Xingyi boxing. It's really valuable. The most taboo of short combat is to open and close, but you can still look at each other between opening and closing. It's amazing." Lin Jiawang also bowed his hand.

Xiao Yan sneered a few times and said, "your body shape is moderate. You should learn the high and low feet of Wing Chun boxing. Let me see it."

Most Wing Chun practitioners will not learn high feet. They practice footwork with their feet below their knees, just as they sweep their legs and wade through the mud.

Because the foot height is easy to lose the center of gravity, and once there is no center of gravity, it is equal to defeat. So many footwork can't go over the knee.

Like Tan's high kick, the center of gravity must be flexible and controllable at any time. When you jump into the air, you should walk with your center of gravity at any time, so that you can easily stand firm when landing.

Since Lin Jiawang is known as the representative of Wing Chun boxing, he must have learned both high and low feet. Xiao Yan also wanted to see it, so he put it forward.

"I heard that the eight pole collapse of the eight pole fist is your unique skill, and I just want to try it," said Lin Jiawang, half clenching his fist and stepping on the plum blossom pile, a few steps to Xiao Yan.

When he came up, he used a Japanese character punch, his right fist went straight to Xiao Yan's face, and his left fist was hidden behind, ready to help at any time.

Xiao Yan leaned on his left hand, clapped his punch, pressed his right hand, and clasped the left punch he handed him.

Their left and right hands were fixed again. Lin Jiawang finally used his feet, raised his legs and kicked them according to Xiao Yan's Yin.

To outsiders, this is very insidious, but it is not.

This is called slingshot leg in Kung Fu. It's a normal attack.

Xiao Yan knew his strength. Naturally, it was impossible to use iron block skill.

He bent his knees and blocked Lin Jiawang's leg.

Knowing that the situation was bad, Lin Jiawang tried to pull back his leg, but Xiao Yan squatted down and knelt down with one leg.

He pressed Lin Jiawang's leg under his knee. When he pressed Lin Jiawang, he felt the pain of his leg bone.

When Xiao Yan was about to lose his hand, he suddenly raised his leg and suddenly attacked him from behind, kicking him on the forehead.

Thanks to his quick reaction, he rolled back and avoided by means of rebound force.

Together, he saw that Lin Jiawang had rushed up again.

Sure enough, the center of gravity of Wing Chun is pressed on the back leg. It's not that Wing Chun doesn't have leg skills, but there aren't many advanced ones.

That move just now is a bit of a foot pinching, but it's more like a heart piercing foot. I've seen it today.

With him, Lin Jiawang's fast fists had come up. He blocked them in a regular way. He only felt that these fists fell on his arm, heavy and fast.

If it weren't for his special physical quality, I'm afraid it would be enough for him to take these punches.

"Why does the ninth master keep blocking? Can't he beat it?"

"It's possible that Lin Jiawang is the best master in Lingnan. You can't see his fists clearly."

"I'm not sure. It's said that the ninth master is the reincarnation of an immortal bird. The bigger he is, the fiercer he is."

There were more and more onlookers, commenting one after another.

Many people are concentrating on the video. At first, Lin Jiawang's apprentice will take care of it, but later they all watched it.

Until today, they didn't know that their Kung Fu was very different from that of master.

They played for more than ten minutes in the blink of an eye. Although Xiao Yan defended more than attacked, he still played soundly, moved and dodged. It was wonderful.

All the people around are enjoying it. This is the master's fight. This is the real kung fu.

Hoo

Just then, Lin Jiawang suddenly relaxed his breath.

Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly flashed. He was waiting for this time.

Lin Jiawang had a great momentum just now, and he was defeated by his efforts.

But after all, he's a little old these years. His physical quality is not as good as ten years ago. He played for more than ten minutes at a time. Finally, he's out of breath. It's time to breathe.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan suddenly stopped to step back, his shoulder was strong, and Sheng Sheng withstood the punch from Lin Jiawang.

While breathing, the punch hit the shoulder. As expected, its strength was more than half smaller.

At the same time, Xiao Yan also suddenly burst out with an eight pole.

Originally, he had no chance to accumulate strength, but he received a move. First, he had time, but borrowed Lin Jiawang's strength to send out his eight pole collapse force.

Bang

With a dull noise, Lin Jiawang's hand to block Xiao Yan's Baji collapse was bounced away, and his body jerked back.

But because his center of gravity was on his hind legs, he leaned back without losing his center of gravity.

But Xiao Yan's eight pole collapse strength was not exhausted. It was like destroying the withered and decaying. After bouncing off Lin Jiawang's hand, he hit him heavily on the chest.

Lin Jiawang only felt a sudden stagnation in his chest, and then his blood began to roll violently. He breathed hard, which made him feel much better.

Bang

But three seconds later, he only felt that there was another energy explosion in his chest.

This time he couldn't hold back any longer. He withdrew two steps backward and kept gasping for breath, which was better.

But the breath was very hot, as if it had eaten charcoal.

Suddenly, Lin Jiawang vaguely felt that something was wrong in his body again.

He suddenly knelt on the ground, his hands constantly exchanged, tried to mobilize his internal power, and tried his best to suppress the fire attribute Qi of the riot.

"Oh, my God, just one move. It's the winner?"

"It's impossible. Master Lin had the upper hand just now. Why did the painting style change all of a sudden?"

"You don't understand. It's called a master's move. You can usually tell the outcome in one move."

"Your uncle has made hundreds of moves. This is called strategy. At the beginning, it was the ninth master who showed the enemy that he was weak."

"The ninth master is really powerful. After stepping on all the three tigers in East Guangdong, I will be his fan in the future."

After a long time, Lin Jiawang was completely quiet, raised his head and looked at Xiao Yan strangely.

"This is your eight pole collapse? Indeed, it deserves its reputation! But you did it while I was breathing. If I had a stable Qi, I wouldn't suffer this loss." Lin Jiawang bit his teeth and was very unwilling.

Xiao Yan sighed in his heart, shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "if you don't accept it, you can do it again!"

"Take a knife!" Lin Jiawang raised his hand. Chen Bin quickly came in and took two knives.

Xiao Yan looked, eh, it was eight chopping knives.

Yongchun's eight chop knife is also well-known, but few people use it now. Today, Lin Jiawang is ready to fight with Xiao Yan.

"Ah Yong, bring your three edged Sabre!" Xiao Yan is ready to make a real fire. Who makes Lin Jiawang resist.